Kiss the Saboteur — Chase's Black Access Card

I smoothed my skirt and composed myself, ready to deliver the performance of my Ethan stepped out in a hurry, his face cold. He crossed the lobby without even slowing down and walked straight out the front Panic shot through me.

I started after him, but his assistant blocked my path and held out a blank Miss Bennett, Mr. Calloway asked me to give you this. Fill in whatever amount you consider appropriate. He offered a bland, professional smile.

You can throw away anything he left at your apartment. There is no need to return it in person. My eyes widened. Where is he going?

Mr. Calloway has an urgent business trip in Italy. He also plans to attend the final atelier appointment for the Wedding Gown and Ring Commission for his fiancée. My heart clenched, personally flying overseas to collect her wedding gown and

It did not matter whether he was surrendering to his family or had genuinely changed his mind. He was supposed to see Chase with me, lose control, and come running back. Instead, he had not even seen Chase in person.

There was no way I was letting my $80 million board a plane without me. I grabbed Chase, who had been enjoying the show, and dragged him to the airport. Staff stopped us at the private terminal. I had saved for years and built a comfortable fortune,

yet I still could not enter Ethan's private lounge. While I was trying to invent a solution, Chase pulled a matte black access card from his pocket and waved it lazily. Kiss me, I'll get you inside.

I stared at him. You have one of those? His dedication to playing an elite heart hunter and billionaire suitor was In that moment, I was ready to surrender my crown.

He could have the circuit. Time was running out. Modesty could wait. His phone came up and captured the exact moment.